Chapter 721 Daydream

Chapter 721 721. Daydreaming

Xia Feng's thin lips were bitten by Cha Naixue and were blocked by the woman in black skirt.

The woman in the black dress was very skillful in her movements. While Xia Feng was talking, she had already given Xia Feng a French blow.

Xia Feng's eyes widened, and the fragrant green breath lingering on the tip of his nose instantly poured into the nerves of his brain, giving rise to terrifying desires.

This is Mu Qingtong using B-level spiritual clothes and bronze pheromones.

Mu Qingtong would use this spirit garment every time she practiced with him before.

It was a special spiritual garment developed specifically for him. As long as he smelled Mu Qingtong's breath, his heart would be filled with the desire to lick her and reproduce with her.

Could it be that this perverted witch wants to practice with me in broad daylight in front of Chana Yuki? Xia Feng was a little embarrassed, but also inexplicably excited.

Mu Qingtong could clearly feel Xia Feng's breathing gradually. She brought her red lips to his burning ear and breathed softly, "Mr. Xia, my neck is itchy."

As soon as she finished speaking, her soft and slim waist was tightly hugged by the man's arms. She leaned forward and bent her back.

Mr. Xia's heavy breathing lingered down her swan-like neck.

The silver-haired woman's slender arms crossed the man's black hair, and her arrogant little face that was slightly raised was cold and showed no emotion, but her beautiful eyes were slightly narrowed, like a queen enjoying the service of her favorite.

Under the long legs of the black skirt, Chana Yuki was still holding her ankles with both hands, her breathing seemed to be quickening, and she tried her best to push away the top of her high heels, but it was in vain.

The silver-haired woman stepped on Chanaxue hard while reaching out to grab Xia Feng's lifeline.

Chanaxue's rosy mouth opened silently, looking at the scene above in disbelief.

Xiaofeng resisted himself just now, but now when facing Mu Qingtong, he stuck out his tongue like a dog. He would serve wherever Mu Qingtong asked him to.

No bottom line!

Xia Feng! Where is your dignity? !

Not long after, Xia Feng was pushed away by Mu Qingtong. He was caught off guard and took two steps back. He held his forehead and was speechless: "No, are you playing with me? Is this the end?"

The woman in black skirt glanced at him indifferently and ignored him. She just looked at the stain on her palm with disgust.

She squatted down and wiped Chana Xue's delicate red lips, then patted Chana Xue's pretty face full of humiliation and anger, "Okay, get up."

Chanaxue was stunned, subconsciously pursed her lips, and the strange and pungent smell hit her taste buds.

It was Xiaofeng's smell that instantly turned her face red. She didn't know whether to be angry and scold Mu Qingtong as a pervert, or to thank Mu Qingtong.

She subconsciously wanted to stick out her tongue and lick the corners of her lips, but suddenly realized that her thoughts were not normal.

After it was over, Chanaxue felt really sick.

The terminally ill kind.

Looking at this scene, Xia Feng's eyes twitched slightly. He also felt that he was sick, and he was actually excited because Chanaxue was watching him do that.

Damn it, it's all Mu Qingtong's fault, this world-destroying witch is even more shameless than him!

Chana Yuki quickly stood up, took care of her clothes and messy hair, put a fake smile on her pretty face, and returned to her sweet and dignified saintly appearance.

However, she still subconsciously glanced at Xia Feng, who was adjusting his belt. Her eyes moved down inadvertently, her red lips pursed tightly. When she noticed that Xia Feng looked up, she quickly looked away.

This was her first time seeing it.

Sure enough, Xiaofeng has grown up.

And she has grown up to the point where she is a little afraid of strangers.

She didn't know how this kind of thing was combined. She frowned and was confused.

"Master Miao is not dead yet, you decide how to deal with her." Xia Feng said quietly, as if nothing happened just now.

Chanaxue came back to her senses, raised her head and looked into the distance,

Master Miao has become so thin that he is skin and bones, his hair is all gray and gray, and his face is so wrinkled and thin that you can almost see his bones.

His consciousness was still there, but he fell to the ground and was dying.

If you take proper care of it, it's not a problem to live for a few more years.

Seeing this scene, all the random thoughts in Chanaixue's heart immediately disappeared. After hesitating for a moment, she walked towards Master Miao.

Master Miao was unconscious and tried her best to raise her eyelids. When she saw the approaching person, she trembled in fear, "Xiao, Xiaoxue. The teacher is wrong, please forgive me——"

The words came suddenly, and Chanaixue pierced Master Miao's neck with her sword.

Chanaxue stood expressionless in front of Master Miao's body, silent and in a daze for a long time. Finally, she slowly exhaled and raised her hand.

The broken remnant soul left the body and was sucked into Chanaxue's palm.

The inheritance of the Naraku Realm is not complete yet. Only after thirty days, this remnant soul is completely digested will it be truly over. At the same time, there will be a slight improvement in strength.

Now she is a blessing in disguise. She only has five universal spiritual pressures, and her overall strength is at the highest level of Zhenwu.

Now, directly because of Master Miao, her strength has reached Zhi Dark, and her spirit has reached the Holy Realm. Only her spiritual pressure is still in the Universal Five state, but she has inherited all the knowledge of Master Miao's spiritual clothes.

There is no mistake in every song, one post, one content, one 6 one, one book, one book, take a look!

Among them, there are three A-level spiritual clothes, and as many as nineteen B-level spiritual clothes.

The standard for promotion to the first level of Zhenwu is to learn an A-level one. She has already learned three of them, and two of them are A-level Taoist fruits. Now she only needs to increase the spiritual pressure density to automatically be promoted. It is very simple.

At least until she is promoted to a sage, her training will become very simple.

Master Miao is a Holy Realm spiritual master who has acquired two A-level Dao Fruits and three B-level Dao Fruits. He is a super genius in his own right, but his foundation was damaged when he was young and he was stuck at the peak of the Holy Realm for many years.

Unexpectedly, all the wealth accumulated over thousands of years was stolen by Cha Naixue.

With the knowledge of these spiritual clothes, as well as the combined talents of the two super geniuses and the supplementation of their respective deficiencies, Chanaixue understood that even if she had not reached the level of a god-level genius, she was infinitely close.

It was not a problem to reach the peak of the second level of Zhenwu in one month.

If the ascension ceremony was not difficult, it would even take three months to become a master and three years to reach the peak of the holy realm! It was not impossible to restore the strength of Master Miao before his death.

Of course, the reason why it was so fast was because she was restoring her strength, not improving it.

But Chanaixue was very ambitious and she was not content with this.

Master Miao was a double A holy realm with two A-level Dao fruits, and Chanaixue wanted to rely on her current heaven-defying talent to achieve three A or even four A Dao fruits!

Only when you reach the four A holy realm, you are qualified to say that you are the leader of the younger generation of this era.

As for the five A, she dared not think about it for the time being.

But no matter what, you still have to improve your strength as soon as possible and make Mu Qingtong, the arrogant and stinky sister, pay the price! Then! Give Xiao Feng to——

"Ah~" She was daydreaming, with an unpredictable smile on her lips, and her hair was pulled back. Xia Feng smiled, "What bad things are you thinking about again?"

"I, I'm not, Xiao Feng."

"Hmm?"

"Master Xiao Feng~" The woman in the snow skirt looked at this childhood playmate who once said she wanted to marry her. Her purple eyes were filled with tears, and she looked pitiful. "I'm thinking about how to recover my strength as soon as possible so as not to drag you down."